Crushed Whispers

In crushed whispers
I speak your name…
and like so many others
around the world
I hope my love can hear,
come back to me in some way,
for just a moment (or more).

Why can’t I dream of you?
It’s the only wish I’ve left for us that…
is possible,
when all the impossibilities are
a constant flow,
carrying me away,
from you.

© 2011 Dana Renee’ Billingsley

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~ by Dana Renee' on June 11, 2011.

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